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Calling it Carpe Diem
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The Writer: Another Twentysomething. I am another twentysomething girl, a journalist living in the Yukon, the Great White North. I am married to the best guy ever, and writing every day. I am living it up, making new friends, missing my besties back home. I am loving mountain living. I am Calling it Carpe Diem. Bell Jar" -Sylvia Plath "Fall on your Knees" -Ann Marie McDonald "To Kill a Mockingbird" -Harper Lee "White Oleander" -Janet Fitch "Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood" -Rebecca Wells. As we ca...
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You Can’t Unscramble Scrambled Eggs: I cannot tell a lie
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You Can’t Unscramble Scrambled Eggs. And Then She Said. Buffy Holt - plain simple english. Bumble Blog - TTQ. Celebs and stuff - Prunella. Coffee House Chatter - Trish. Crouching mommy, hidden laundry. Don't try this at home. I Am Tired Of This Mess. In the Midst of It. Ms Elenaeous In Roanoke. Pink Donuts - Ffleur. Pretty* in the city - Karyn. Rocks In My Dryer. Snark Fest - Kari. Win or Lose, We go Shopping. Wednesday, December 03, 2008. I cannot tell a lie. I have been avoiding the blog world lately.
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Write Girl, Wrong Place: Babble
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Write Girl, Wrong Place. Where was I going with this? I've felt like crying all day. The first thing anyone said to me today was my Dad/Boss telling me that I suck. Those weren't his exact words of course, but they might as well have been. It was what I heard in my head over and over long after he'd left the room. The whole interaction has managed to turn the entire day to crap. Even having my furry little buddy sitting a my feet ready for a cuddle hasn't been able to cheer me up. I hate that! View my co...
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Write Girl, Wrong Place: 10/1/06
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Write Girl, Wrong Place. Where was I going with this? I didn't even realize today was Halloween until I walk into my nearest Starbucks on the way to work and all of the employees were dressed up. So um I sort of did something last night. I'm happy about it, but also a little nervous. I bought a new computer. A Mac. Aside from a few times in college I've only ever used a PC. Can you say, "Duh? I should be getting it in about a week. Wish me luck. Will be back soon with proper posts. Then it goes on to ask...
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Write Girl, Wrong Place: 3/1/07
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Write Girl, Wrong Place. Where was I going with this? Pulse pounding excitement, or is it just me? So um I'm leaving work in an hour to sign a lease on a tiny one bedroom apartment for me and the critters. And I'm FRAKKING EXCITED! I've got a purse full of cash for the deposit (my dad didn't want to get me cashier's check at the bank so he just handed me a wad of hundred dollar bills) and my car is already half full of stuff to unpack as the ink dries on the contract. Do you know what this means? I sign ...
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Write Girl, Wrong Place: S I C K
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Write Girl, Wrong Place. Where was I going with this? I am so fucking tired of myself these days! I've been ignoring my finances for months and just this morning I decided to DO something about it instead of just whining to my friends. HOLY FUCKING SHIT! How in the hell did I spend that much money in the last 9 months? That's not even counting the money I owe my mom for bailing me out, oh 9 months ago. What the fuck is wrong with me? And what do I have to show for it all? I need a life-overhaul. Passing ...
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Write Girl, Wrong Place: 4/1/07
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Write Girl, Wrong Place. Where was I going with this? Well hello there internet! Not much to say lately. I could do an meme as pinged by Cafrine. At her fancy new digs. But really, I'm not feeling like getting all deep and introspective. It's too nice a day outside. How about I tell you about a conversation I had with Monkey last night. WriteGirl: I had chips and salsa for dinner again tonight. Monkey: Didn't you have that the other day? WriteGirl: Yeah, but it's all I have in the house. I started to pan...
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Almost Maven: Cherry Oatmeal Breakfast Bars
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Learning to bake, among other things, one recipe at a time. Thursday, September 18, 2008. Cherry Oatmeal Breakfast Bars. Oooooh these are sooo good. I'm not so sure they really count as "breakfast", since they are really more of a dessert. Then again, I have never been one to turn down dessert for breakfast! This is inspired by. Who got their recipe from. In Red Hook, Brooklyn. I gotta check out their bakery next time I make it up to New York, the pictures on their website are mouth watering! Make the cr...
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Almost Maven: October 2008
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Learning to bake, among other things, one recipe at a time. Thursday, October 30, 2008. If you are visiting this blog for the first time, you should know that I have moved on to a different blog that I started with my sister Julie. Its packed full of all kinds of great recipes and tips. Please take a minute to check it out: Two (Almost) Mavens. Welcome - come see what's in the kitchen! Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Send me a recipe or a blog post idea!
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An Unhappy Bondage (aka Merry Fucking Christmas) | Complicity
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Shared guilt, shared consequences. An Unhappy Bondage (aka Merry Fucking Christmas). December 26, 2009. I am bound by the season and its trappings. Normal is negligent and cold and often alone, but it also means freedom and possibilities and secret conversations that sustain. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. And From These Ashes.